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Escape? Was that a better word for what he’d come for? Perhaps,

Booth mused as he sailed over the choppy water. Lifting a beer to his

lips he let the taste race over his tongue. Perhaps he was escaping, but

he was no longer needed on the set, and he had finally had to admit

that he couldn’t work in the city. He needed a few days away from the

filming, from the pressure to produce, from his own standards of

perfection.

That was all a lie.

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Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space
Cause space was just a word made up 

by someone who's afraid to get too...

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reason to not clean our homes

"Michael, not to
intrude, but could I ask how long you've been living this way?"
'l bought the place about four years ago."
"And you're still alive. You're a strong man, Michael."


Public Secrets

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We finally have a scientifically-backed reason to not clean our homes

It’s interesting to see that housework isn’t just annoying, but possibly very damaging to our health, too. And while we now have a pretty good excuse to NOT do housework, we still have to wonder, “Who will do it FOR US?” Any volunteers?

YAHOO!

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It was her first free day since resuming her role of Amanda. 
She was spending it doing something she rarely started, and more rarely finished. 
Housecleaning.
In tattered shorts and a halter, she sat on her windowsill two stories
up, and leaning out, washed the outside of her windows. 
The volume on her radio was turned up so that the sinuous violins of Scheherazade
all but shook the panes. 
Occasionally someone from the neighborhood would shout up at her. 
 Ariel would stop working— - something that took no effort at all— - and shout back down.


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8 Swing ideas for your dreamy home

He’d been expecting the unusual. And he wasn’t disappointed.

The focal point of the living room was a long oversize hammock swinging from brass ceiling hooks. One end of it was piled with pillows.

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By John Reinhard Weguelin - http://onokart.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/john-reinhard-weguelin-the-swing.jpg, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=19796830

Looking for a relaxing space in your home? 

Whether there is you living room, terrace or porch, a dreamy swing 

is the perfect solution.

DAILY DREAM DECOR

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"Sleep with me awhile." Turning her head she kissed his

shoulder before settling again. "Just for a little while."

For days and nights she’d thought only of tomorrows. The time had

come again to think only of now. Long after he slept, she lay awake,

feeling the hammock move gently.

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Make the Most of Your Seriously Small Apartment Balcony

She only smiled. "No. I’m going to start the grill."

Booth lifted a brow. "Where?"

"Why, on the terrace." Ariel walked over and slid open a door. 

Outside was a postage-stamp balcony more along the lines of a window ledge.

On it she’d crammed pots of geraniums and a tiny charcoal grill.

"The terrace," Booth murmured over her shoulder. Only an incurable optimist or a hopeless dreamer would have termed it so. 
He found himself grateful she had.

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Spring is here! After all those months spent cooped up inside, the weather is finally nice enough to enjoy the outdoors. Because we know that a lavish roof garden (or even a backyard) isn't a reality for a lot of apartment dwellers, we've compiled this gallery of inspiring small outdoor spaces. Even if your balcony is one of those tiny ones with barely enough space to step outside, there's something here for you.

APARTMENT THERAPY

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She didn't know when she'd been more charmed. He had set a small table and two chairs on the tiny balcony off the bedroom. A single pink peony graced an old green bottle in the center, and music drifted from his radio to lull the sounds of traffic. Thick blue bowls held the spicy stew, and rich black bread was heaped in a wicker basket.

Luring a Lady

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Source: newyorker.com via Norman on Pinterest

This cover, and story, in The New Yorker reminded me this scene from one of Nora's Best Novels:

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"I have to shower," she told him, drawing back far enough to smile again. "I'm still sticky from that last scene."

"I enjoyed watching it. You've fascinating thigh muscles, Ariel."

Amused, she lifted both brows. 

"I have aching thigh muscles. And I'll tell you something, if I were to ride a bike for the three or four miles I did today, it wouldn't be anchored to the floor."

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